Barbour County index. [volume] (Medicine Lodge, Kan.) 1880-current, 1887-10-26
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'.My father is not here ,ntorrnnted
fnkey. Il presume. L presume, it is
ne whom you wish to sea-
beg pardon. Miss Pinkey," and the
look on the face of Bill Martin almost
heightened her. Il beg pardon, but it,
not yer father / come to see. -
"My brother, then?''
mo, num-"
'.My mother or some OF the birad
mcn?'
No. Miss Pinkey, wrong agin."
Then. whom do YOU wish to seep"
"Ie'rself, Miss Pinkey."
Eyes, num-"
sir?" ' '1U''
Bill deliberately took his seat and
removing his hat, said:
Don't BE skeered. Miss Pinkey, an
don't be in hurry COS it's all ia. yer
good come here"
'"Then. sir. hope you will ha in u
hurry with what you Lave to say, for
am very LuSy."
''Yes N, 1 know yes smart gal,
an good gal, so't when | kiiow'd
somethin' We ought to know, l Gun,
right over to tell ye."
IF you have any thing TO tell, Mr.
Martin, it would be better that you told
my father"
"No, no. Miss Pinkcy, this is dill
cate matter, an when I've told We al
yell thank me fur it. Ye .woudn' {
keer for yer parents TO know what I've
CON- to talk to We about
Pinkey shuddered and dreaded the
~orst-come to propose marriage to
hcr!-her dctestation of him seemed
doubled now. She glanced at him and
saw that he was chuckling while be-
watched her from the corners of his
baleful eyes.
eff you have any thing to say FIR.
Martini" said the girl, sum,noning up
all her resolution, "say and begon !,
for / can assure YOU that Your COM
pany is not at all desirable -
mo doubt ont, no doubt on't, Miss
Pinkey," said Bill, laughing. L don't
expect We like me as well as ye GO some
certain other chap not half as well
know'd in this country as me, and who
left his native town in disgrace"
"What do you mean, siT?n
81 mean that young gals are like
fractions bosses; when they git an idea
in their head it's hard to cit it out. Ye
think I'm loafer eos We don't see me
with white hands and fixed up in stole
toggery. Yc thn'la tfamp's gentle
man COS he fixes up like one"
I'm no hand ut guessing riddles,
sir, you'll have to speak plain"
IN speak plain, Miss Pinkey. A
sartin young man who has white face
and soft hands, who dresses nice an
looks like a deekin's son, is hired in a
store. All to onc't money is missin'
from the masters till, an it can't be
proved on him eggsacly, but he hez to
leave the town, and goes round the
country huntin' work; but no mer-
chant'n hev him."
Bill paused, and the grin on his face
broadened while he watched the effect
of his words on the beautiful girl.
go on" she said; "say all you
have to say, and you shall be ex-
cused."
''Wall, then, I'll come to the pint of
my story at onc't. After trampin' all
over creation he finally wanders into
Preston's Flat, whar he hires to work
fur a farmer with purity darter. The
end ont is he seen ridin' to mcetin'
with her. Then L say amt 1 dom a
good Christian act eff go an warn the
gal against havin' eny thing to do wi
SIGH a man?"
He paused, crossed his legs and
leaned back in his chair with an air of
satisfaction. Pinkey, who had blushed
deeply during the last speech of the
worthless follow, remained silent for
several minutes. Bill became restless
and uneasy under this prolonged
silence, and a5 iougth said:
'What dye ya say, Miss Pinkey,
war a dom rigLt?"
'Have you said al you have to say?"
she asked.
II spect hev," be answered, with a
grin. ''War dom rightp"
II can not answer at present. am
much obliged to you for your interest
on my account and viii excuse you
from further trouble. Good-day, Mr..
Martini said Pinkey, opening the door
for him to depart.
'Good-day, miss, sullenly returned
Bill, passing out and started across the
fed.
go the detestable wretch" she cried,
throwing herself into chair and burst
ing INTO tears.
"Why did he come here at this timer"
In the meanwhile Bill was walking
across the meadows musing with him
self:
''Guess I've sowed the seeds and they'll
take root an grow. She'll inquire vino
he is, an she'll drap him like a hot
later when she finds him out. Walter
Brownfield was one tarnation fool when
he left Queenstown to run into my
clutches. He didn't recognize who 1
was, an then to set himself up to Miss
Pinkey, the gal I've swore that L
loafer as they call me-would win, is
cheeky. People don't know all yet
Let 'em wait awhile an they'll find it
out''